cravingrickgrimes

[cravingrickgrimes]

CHAPTER THREE | ❝IN THE DIM LIGHT❞

rick!grimes x male!reader (smut) top!rick x bottom!reader

multi chapters / not finished word count: 1185

updates daily!!

summary: You and Rick hadn’t moved from the car since you got on your knees. But after an hour, he asked you something that you made your heart skip a beat.

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CHAPTER THREE:

“We should head back.” You put simply, by this point, the two of you were in the back seats laying down. Your head was nuzzled cozily against ricks chest. You liked the feeling of his chest rising and falling. You liked the fact he was even letting you lay on his chest. You liked how strong it felt on your head.

“We should.” Rick agreed, but you knew he wanted something more.

“We should.” You repeated to him, you moved your head to stare up at him now. He had one arm slung behind his head, giving you access to more of his natural scent. Seriously, you thought, how does someone smell so good? “But maybe this will be the last time we get to go on a supply run together.” You said exactly what he was thinking, and you knew it.

“Agreed.” He ran a hand through his hair; then cupped your face. “How would my darlin’ like to really feel me inside of him?” That just about got you rock hard again. So far, you had only given him pleasure. But the mere thought of him giving his cock to your body was making you feel like you were on fire.

“I think your darlin’ would really enjoy that.” You mocked as you sat up and straddled him. He flipped you over with his overwhelmingly strong arms and had you pinned against the back seat on your back.

“You’ve given me enough for today. Just…” He trailed a thick finger up your arm. “let me please you this time.” He tore your shirt off with his bare hands.

“Rick!” It was the first time you spoke his name and damn it felt good in your mouth. Just like he had. “That was my only shirt.”

“Don’t worry.” Rick soothed. “I brought spares.” In that instant, Rick grabbed both of your legs and hauled them onto his shoulders. He took your jeans off with insane speeds that made you almost scared for how rough he would be with you.

You felt exposed under his gaze, you could have sword you felt something as his eyes traced what was behind your underwear. He brought his middle and index finger to your mouth and commanded: “Suck.” You had gotten used to following his commands on sucking things. So you did just that.

Unlike his cock, his fingers were dry. But that was what felt good about sucking them. You knew that every single bit of lube on his fingers was your saliva.

He forced his fingers deep down your throat to collect enough spit. When he was pleased with what he has gotten on his fingers, he kissed your forehead and without a warning, inserted his long, large fingers inside of you. You gasped.

“I’m so sorry darlin’.” He whispered in your ear. His tongue flicked against your ear as if to distract you. “I’ll have to prepare you for the real thing.” That got him chuckling. You chuckled too, it was nice, a mutual laugh. “It’s going to hurt, okay?” All the humour drained from his voice and you almost shuddered at the way his breath went cold against your cheek.

“Okay.”

“I wouldn’t hurt you, but, this is what’s needed if you really want me.”

“I do.”

“That’s good, darlin’.” His fingers, slick with your spit, went deeper and you almost whimpered at the way he dug his fingers into your g-spot. ”It feels good, doesn’t it?” He let out a strangled groan. He felt you soften under his grasp. “That’s it.”

In truth, you were being calmed down by his presence alone. But also because of the way his neck muscles contracted with every thrust of his fingers. “I’m ready.”

That got his attention, he pulled up from your ear and stared down at you. You couldn’t not notice his large arms pinned beside either side of your head. You gulped under his heavy gaze.

“You sure?”

“Promise. I need…” You were so hot and flustered now you couldn’t muster the words.

“I understand.” He shot you back one of his signature smiles. You felt him fumble around for his lazily put on belt that he buckled back on right after he was done shooting his cum down your throat. It didn’t matter anymore, the belt was back off, and you were certain you were ready for him.

“You ready?”

“As i’ll ever be.” You almost moaned back.

“Okay.” A pause. Then, you felt all of him. You didn’t expect him to put it all in at once. But lord it felt good. It felt too good, like you would never feel anything better. He stared down at you, his eyes snapshots of hunger. His wavy curls fell in front of his face now.

He brought his lips toward yours and slammed them into yours. They were softer than you had expected, but then again, so was he.

His tongue tasted exactly how you expected. Even that tasted amazing, so much so that you let him invade you mouth. You focused on his cock slipping inside you, then slipping out. You had already memorised all of his veins. His balls slapped so loudly against your backside that you were scared of it attracting walkers.

He pulled his cock out and entered you again. Rick started slow as he pushed the first inch inside of your hole, then, he slammed the rest into you so fast you barely had any time to whine his name. It felt as good as the first time. Maybe even better.

You wrapped your legs around his strong back and pushed him further into you. You wanted every single inch. It felt so good to hear him groan above you. To know that you were making him feel like this was a feeling indescribable.

His pace quickened, and by now, you welcomed the change in pacing. Mostly because you liked the way sweat clung to Rick’s body. Especially when you were so close to him. “Do you feel good, darlin’?”

As soon as he spoke he changed his pace from rough and quick to slow and methodical. It was as if he knew your hole more than you did. He hit each and every single corner of you. His hips moved with passion and precision. You could feel your g-spot pulsing hard. You were close. And you told him exactly that:

“C-Close.” You managed to get out in quick pants.

“I understand baby.” With that he moved his cock inside you in a way that hit your g-spot and only your g-spot. You moaned so loud you knew you would have to deal with walkers before you could come back. Your nails scratched onto his back and felt the ridges of muscles.

All in one second you ejaculated so far and hard it shot up Rick’s neck and fell down on your stomach.

At the same time, he pushed all of his inches inside you and made a face you knew you would memorise. You felt his sperm fill your insides. He stayed inside you, just staring into your eyes.

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CHAPTER TWO | ❝IN THE DIM LIGHT❞

rick!grimes x male!reader (smut) top!rick x bottom!reader

multi chapters / not finished word count: 1672

updates daily!!

summary: After the unexpected and downright shameful events that transpired the day before, you wake up the next day and find out you were paired with Rick Grimes again. But this time, it’s on a supply run.

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CHAPTER TWO:

Today was day six of your time at the prison and the second day of job assignments. You hoped—no, prayed. It was as eventful as yesterdays. You tried, so hard, to feel shame for what you did last night but it never came. All you did was sit and wait to be told what you were doing for the day. Your call was answered quicker than expected. The older man banged on your cell to get your attention.

“You’re on supply runs.”

“With?” You asked gingerly.

“Grimes.” Your heart sunk. A supply run?! With the man you came thinking about not even twelve hours ago? Maybe the day could be as eventful as the last after all.

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“Must be luck.” A half smile slid onto Rick’s face when he saw you. Jesus christ. He was leaning against the car, this time however, his shirt was half buttoned to his body. You could see his chest hair so clearly it hurt you. “You good darlin’?”

“Yeah,” You breathed, harder than you would have liked. “let’s get this over with, shall we?” You shot back your own rendition of his grin. He smiled again. Was something funny? He swung the car door open and you couldn’t help but wonder where he got such a nice car in the apocalypse.

“Get in.” He growled and smiled at the same time.

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“Where exactly are we headed?” You asked from the passengers seat, it had been an hour since the two of you had gotten in the car and Rick didn’t say anything about how long we would be here. You studied his side profile from the passengers seat. The heavy sun from the day before had done him some good and gave him a warm tan. Stubble had appeared on his sharp jawline that hadn’t been there before.

Fuck.

He slowed the car down until we were at a stop on the middle of the road. “Can I be honest?” He turned to you and you finally noticed how piercing his azure eyes were. “I have no idea.”

“You didn’t get any instructions?” He shook his head and a loose curl feel softly on his face. “So what’s the plan then?”

“Drive into the middle of nowhere.”

“Why?”

“To be alone with you.” Your heart sank, again. At this point, you didn’t know how low your heart could go before it fell out of your chest. He had to have meant it some other way. It couldn’t be. No. But the way he was looking now…it was…captivating, mesmerising.

“Stop doing that.” You could almost hear the plea in your own voice.

“Doing what darlin’?”

“That! What you just did!”

“So…” He cleared his throat, but it sounded too much like a growl for your liking. You thought about how he sounded when he finished. Just because you didn’t like it didn’t mean you didn’t fantasise about it. “What you’re telling me is, you don’t want to be alone with me?” A pause. “Even after yesterday?”

Yesterday?! What happened yesterday? Even you couldn’t fool yourself into not knowing how he felt almost grinding against you. You and Rick both knew what had happened yesterday. “That was just an awkward situation?”

“An awkward situation that we were both hard for.” He corrected; the icing on the cake being his gorgeous grin. You flushed. He noticed that. Well, you noticed it too—but it was completely humiliating.

He noticed that you were red too.

“Shh. It’s okay, we’re both men. It’s what happens when we’re…” You took that as your turn to help him out.

“Horny.”

“Horny.” He repeated. “Well? You never answered me darlin’. Do you want to be alone with me, or not?”

This would probably be the most bold thing you ever did. But if last night taught you anything, it was that you really, really, did want to be alone with him. So, you reached over to his lap, where his thick thighs lay spread over the leather seat. You palmed in between his legs and felt it immediately. You felt for his size almost unconsciously.

“Does…” He held his hands up near his ears and looked down. “this answer your question?” You coyly asked.

“It certainly does.”

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It took you only a few seconds, and Rick pulling his seat back, to get under the drivers seat and on your knees. It took another few seconds for the sound of Ricks belt unbuckling to catch in your ears. It was the most glorious sound. It dropped to his ankles; where you were. Then, his underwear. What sat in between his legs was much, much better than what you had thought up last night. It was fully hard now and laying on his abs. You picked it up with your right hand and it felt hot. Not warm. Hot.

You were right about one thing, he had a foreskin. His cock was seven inches and thick. You heard a chuckle from above. “Well, darlin’? Don’t tell me you’re scared?”

“I won’t be the one scared soon enough.” You retorted and brought your lips to his balls. They had hairs but they must have been trimmed because you could barely notice, you were too focused on the way his balls reacted to your mouth. Or more accurately, how Rick Grimes reacted to having your mouth on his huge balls.

“Holy shit—fuck!” You took his right ball first, circling your tongue around its shape as if to encourage semen to leave it and shoot out of his dick. When his right ball left your mouth it made a pop that only seemed to help Rick Grimes’ pleasure. You licked the space in between his balls and then started on the right.

You were so caught up in making Rick feel good you almost bit down on his ballsack just from euphoria alone.

Safe to say the man you had in your mouth was intoxicating, and you were an addict. Your mouth was so used to him already that you knew his right was larger than his left.

“Enough playing with me baby. Please.” Hearing those words leave him was more than enough persuasion. You would marry him if there were anyone left to marry the both of you—let alone any place to get married.

You started at the base of his cock. Your eyes locked with his sweet deep blue ones and you moaned louder than ever before. You were definitely making up for all the moans you had to stifle from the past day.

Every inch of him your tongue tasted was better than the last. The only way you could describe it was he smelt like…a man. He smelt so authentically manly you couldn’t take it much longer. Your tongue was at the halfway mark up his cock; Rick was getting…harder? How could that even be possible? Were you really doing all this to him? It only served to make you harder.

You reached his head and peeled back his foreskin delicately. It revealed a pink tip that was completely covered in pre-cum. “When did this happen?” You questioned from under him.

“The moment I saw you, darlin’.” You couldn’t tell if his words were true or he just wanted to give you motivation to give a better blowjob. Either way you were pleased. “Take me now, baby. I know you’ve wanted to feel me in your throat.”

You hated how right he was. You hated that you wanted exactly that. You decided to not give a sarcastic response and just gag on his cock like you’ve been thinking about since yesterday. You slowly enveloped your soft lips around his cock. You knew your way around a man. You knew the head was their weakness.

Well, it certainly was Rick’s weakness. He threw his head back the moment you sucked on his tip and only his tip. His hard stomach shivered and he threw both hands behind his head. You were still pleasing his tip but you stared intently at his large biceps. How had you not noticed them before? Now that you had, you knew you were going to be obsessed with them for the rest of your life.

Ricks mouth lay open and his brows furrowed at the feeling of being sucked deeper than a moment ago. Had he really never felt this before? Or were you just better than anyone else he’d ever had? The deeper you went, the more noise the man made. He groaned and swore under his breath. He whimpered and let out noises that sounded like cries.

You managed to take all seven inches, you took him so deep that your nose was buried in his small bed of curly brown pubes.

Just like his hair.

You were too busy deep throating Ricks large member that you hadn’t even seen his hand falling from behind his head, where he had previously had it, to your hair. He snaked his hand through your hair and gripped lightly. It was light enough for you to enjoy the feeling, and somehow, you knew Rick knew that.

“Would you drink my cum? Would you do that for me darlin’?” He didn’t seem to expect an answer and you weren’t going to give him one anyway. You both knew that you would do that and more.

His hips bucked and that was the only indication you were given before he released his seed right into your mouth. As you were deep throating him. It was the best feeling in the world, and you knew it. You stayed there until he let out his final moan and the cum stopped spilling from his dick.

He released his hand from its resting place in your hair and, subsequently, his cock from your mouth. You didn’t even realise his sperm was still in your mouth waiting to be swallowed until you saw Rick’s cock covered in his own semen.

He stared darkly at you as you took his seed down your throat.

[cravingrickgrimes]

CHAPTER ONE | ❝IN THE DIM LIGHT❞

rick!grimes x male!reader (smut) top!rick x bottom!reader

multi chapters / not finished word count: 1018

summary: You were relatively new to the prison. You had the same story as most of these folks here—no family, and alone. On your fifth day here you got your first work assignment. You manage to get paired up for field duty on the prison… in the blistering heat. It wasn’t until a few minutes in the heat that your work-assigned partner finally arrives…Rick Grimes.

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CHAPTER ONE:

The mid-summer heat was dreadful. Far worse, in fact. It was terrible enough that you were assigned field duty today, even worse when you realised you were going to have to do most of the work by yourself. You realised quickly that the jacket sticking to your back would be no help so you escaped it before it could do you anymore discomfort. You assumed the partner you were assigned with had just never gotten out of bed. That is, until you saw him walking right toward you. His hips jutted out gracefully from his sides as he grinned slightly. As he exited the prisons shadows he placed a hand on his already sweaty forehead, eyes trying desperately to hide from the sun. He was stunning, and you don’t even think that was half of what he was.

“Hiya.” He smiled. “Rick” He stared at you for those few seconds before he corrected himself with a chuckle accompanying it. “I’m Rick Grimes.” You fought your teeth to stop them from biting their lips at his southern drawl. It was the most attractive thing you’d ever heard that’s for sure.

“Hi.” You gave him the tightest smile possible and took a sip of your water.

“Hot isn’t it. This shirt won’t do any good today.” His strong hands clicked each button undone. You couldn’t help but gaze at the way his veiny hands undid each button on his shirt. Was he trying to get you wet? It was surely working. “Sorry ‘bout that.” His shirt was off. He was sweating. His shirt was off, and he was close to you.

Too close.

He looked as if carved by gods. His pecs were like plates of the finest armour. And not to mention the sharp defined abs that were riddled on his chest. Small dark-brown hairs were sprinkled on his chest. As if to hook you even more a trail of hair went from his bellybutton to…

Oh God. You thought. This day is going to truly be hell.

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It had been two hours now. An hour of being remotely near Rick Grimes would have any person completely on their knees. But two? You were struggling not to strip right here and now. The weeds surrounding clothe prisons walls were almost done. The both of you agreed to start on opposite ends and make your way to each other. You agreed, drunk on the way his body shone in the sun.

Now you and Rick were almost done, he was quite literally almost touching you. You pulled on the weed aggressively. It was to no avail. You pulled and tugged, but nothing. “Y’kay?” His southern accent was thick, but you took that to mean “you okay?”.

“Yeah, fine, just—a strong weed!”

“Ah, let me help darlin’” Not helping! You almost shouted. He moved behind you and grabbed the weed whilst your hands were still clasped around the stubborn thing. You were trapped under his strong grasp. Trapped under him. Trapped and smelling him. He pulled but it didn’t budge. You both moved with the tug and it looked and felt too much like a thrust. Your face flushed quicker than you could stop it. As inconveniently as it was you suddenly remembered him calling you darlin’ and you would give anything for him to say it again.

“Sorry ‘bout this.” He chuckled nervously. So he did know how awkward this was? He came off so confident you would have never guessed. He may not be as confident as you first thought, but he is as compelling. Your eyes followed his arm muscles as they tensed under the strain. He pulled again but nothing happened. Rick leaned back and thrusted into you to try and get a better grip. You stifled your moan. No. You forced your mind to be clear. Rick Grimes is not fucking you. All he’s doing is helping you out. That’s all. You could have sworn you felt something hard and stiff at your backside but he pulled the weed out before you could feel it again. He waved a hand of apology.

“You weren’t lying,” He ran a hand through his soaking hair and you noticed that every part of him was sweating. “really was strong.”

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You sat in bed that very night with only one thought on your mind. How was Rick Grimes’ pace in bed? It wasn’t the most appropriate thought but those thrusts were…thought provoking… to say the least. The prison was quiet that night, as if even the prison was trying to get you to do what you wanted. And all you wanted was to touch yourself. To touch yourself and think of Rick Grimes every time you slide your hand up and down your cock.

You did just that.

You didn’t need to get hard, you already had been the moment you saw Rick take his shirt off. Maybe even before that if you were being honest. It felt fucking amazing. You stroked your length once thinking only of his chiselled body. The second time his thrusts. The third his scent. You almost kept to that cycle of those three things until you got to the topic of his cock in your mind.

You spat on your hand and kept stroking. This was getting good. You imagined a six inch cock—modest, considering the large lump you felt between his legs earlier that day was just that…large. You thought of a thick foreskin covering almost all of his head. You could almost physically see the amount of veins crawling up from the base of his cock to right before the head. You could see yourself sucking and worshipping the man’s dick.

You knew all too well that you would if you had the chance. You prayed that it tasted just like he had smelt in that blistering heat, like a man.

Your cock pulsed quicker in your hands now. You imagined you were giving Rick a handjob. God it was the best thing you could have done. You squirmed against your pillow whilst you released your hot cum onto your chest.